Rejected by Her Mate Claimed by Four Alphas novel Chapter 166

CHAPTER 150-1

Liana’s POV

He pulled out so suddenly my body clenched around nothing, the emptiness shocking, making me whimper and writhe. He flipped me onto my stomach, his hands rough on my hips as he hauled me up onto my knees, face pressed to the mattress, ass in the air.

He spanked me hard–one, two, three quick slaps, the burn immediate, sharp. Before I could even gasp, he shoved back inside, pounding even harder, the angle deeper, every thrust forcing a broken sound from my

throat.

His hand tangled in my hair, yanking my head back so my back arched, my body open for him. His lips brushed my ear, hot and fast. “Don’t you ever forget it,” he growled, thrusting harder, hips snapping, c**k filling me again and again. “You’re mine to use, mine to take. No one else touches you. No one.”

Tears pricked my eyes, the overwhelming feeling of being claimed, wanted, owned surging through me nodded, unable to form words. He reached around, fingers rough on my clit, rubbing fast, his rhythm

matching the relentless pace of his hips. My body jerked, spasmed, pleasure crashing over me again, a sob torn from my lips.

He didn’t let up, not even as I came, not even as I shook, my p***y clenching around him so ho: I felt him stutter inside me. He chased his own pleasure, fucked me through every aftershock, hips slamming, hands

gripping tight enough to bruise.

When he was close, he pulled out, spun me onto my back, and shoved his c**k between my t**s, smearing precum across my skin. He grabbed my breasts, squeezed them together, then fucked them, the head of his c**k brushing my chin, my lips every few thrusts.

“Open,” he commanded, and I parted my lips, let him slide in. I sucked him deep, tongue swirling, my

mouth slick, messy.

He groaned, hips jerking, c**k swelling in my mouth. “You take it so good,” he growled, hand Bating in my hair. “Such a good girl for me. My perfect little fucktoy.”

I moaned, loving the sound, loving the way he praised and owned me. Just before he came, he pulled out

thick ropes of hot, sticky cum painting my chest, my lips, my face His thumb swept over my mouth, pressing it in, and then he shoved his fingers between my lips

Clean it up,” he said I sucked, licking his fingers, tasting him, eyes locked on his

He dragged me up, rough, hands biting into my arms, and pushed me down onto my hand and koewa mi the floor “Not done yet,” he said, voice still dark, still hungry ‘Not even cloa

He slammed into me from behind, one hand gripping the back of my neck pressing home and wright

make my breath catch, the other squeezing my ass fingers digging deep He bent over, his heat & with sweat against my back, lips at my shoulder as he tart ticked, claimed the over and

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The sound of skin on skin filled the room, each thrust hard, punishing, relentless. He pulled almost all the way out, then shoved back in, so deep I saw stars. My arms shook, my whole body trembling as he used me, chased his own pleasure, grunting with every movement.

He slowed suddenly, pulling out, flipping me onto my back again. He straddled my chest, slapped his c**k against my lips, smearing my own slick and his cum across my mouth.

“Open,” he said again, and I obeyed, letting him push in, letting him fuck my throat. Tears streamed down my face as he used me, my jaw aching, his hips rolling, c**k sliding deep.

He praised me, filthy words spilling from his lips. “That’s it. Good girl. Take it all Swallow every inch. My perfect slut.”

He let me breathe only long enough to drag me back onto the bed, spreading my legs wide, pinning my wrists above my head with one big hand. He lined up and slammed into me, harder than ever, sweat dripping from his body, his eyes never leaving mine.

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CHAPTER 150-2

“Look at me,” he ordered, “Watch me take you. Watch me own you.”

I did, my whole world narrowing to his eyes, his body, the relentless rhythm of his hips, the slap of his skin against mine, the way he filled me so completely. He fucked me like he was trying to break me, to brand me, to make sure no one could ever doubt who I belonged to,

He bent down, bit my neck again, sucking hard, marking me, branding me. “You’re mine, Liana,” he

whispered, voice shaking. “Forever. No one will ever take you from me. No one.”

I came again, my body jerking, my p***y squeezing him so hard he groaned, hips stuttering. He didn’t let up. He flipped me onto my side, hiked one leg over his shoulder, fucked me deep and slow, watching every flicker of pleasure, every twitch, every gasp. He made me say his name over and over, made me promise

never to leave, made me beg, desperate, shameless.

When I was close, he pulled out, held me open with his hand, staring down at my dripping cunt, at how

needy I was for him. “Beg,” he said, voice soft but unyielding.

“Please, Alpha, please, I need it, I need you, please let me come-”

He watched me, listened to every broken, breathless word, then finally slid back in, hard and deep, making

me come instantly, crying out, body locking up, pleasure so sharp it almost hurt.

He fucked me through it, not stopping, never stopping, chasing his own pleasure, his own release, making me take every thrust, every slap, every mark.

He took me everywhere–against the wall, lifting me up, fucking me so hard the pictures rattled and the glass nearly cracked. Over the dresser, the window, the chair. Every position, every angle, rough and relentless. He never let me have control. I was his. There was no question, no hesitation, only his body

owning mine.

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